AdmrlStalfos19

Emerald City

Sure, I'll give this a shot. Won't be able to start a CS cause of other RPGuild responsibilities, but I can look to scrounge something together by tonight.

𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖱𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱𝖭𝖲 (A Magical Girl/Boy RP)

Yeah, I had a similar feeling. Confirmation is appreciated though, @SubjectVision

𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖱𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱𝖭𝖲 (A Magical Girl/Boy RP)

Possibru...

Couple questions about the CS template, though. Do we get to change the formatting at all? Also, I'm curious about those paragraphs you chose to use in each of the sample fields. They supposed to mean anything, or they just there to fill in space?

Shade of Vacuo: Bleeding Hearts

Skyler Gallegos, the Inheritor of Pure Venom

"I know my place in this world. And yours is most certainly beneath it."

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Personal Information

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_Name:

Skyler Gallegos

_Age:

15

_Gender:

Female

_Phenotype:

Faunus - Snake

_Nationality:

Vacuan

_Appearance:

From the very top of her scalp to the tip of her Skyler measures out to be a massive 528cm (17' 4")! Thankfully, she typically chooses a standing height of only 170cm (5' 7"), which she will adjust based on her needs and desires. Skyler is surprisingly heavy at a solid 87kg (191lbs), and her BWH ratio measures out to be 37-27-34 if measured in inches and 94-69-86 if measured in centimeters. She'd be considered attractive if not for the constant glare of pure venom in her eyes. There are many scars all over Skyler's body, some of which cut deep. The most visible two scars are right on the cheekbones, but one of the nasty ones in particular is right across the front of her neck. It's a wonder she can speak at all considering its exact position and depth, never mind with any amount of clarity.

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_Personality:

Narcissistic. Arrogant. Judgmental. These are but some of the worst traits that Skyler had picked up from her father Malachi during the time he spent raising her. Her pride is a bitter pill that she refuses to swallow, and that leads her into trouble with all sorts of authoritarians more often than not... especially if they just so happen to be humans. Given her stance with humans, one would think that Skyler is some sort of faunus supremacist or something, but not even that is entirely correct. There are several faunus that Skyler would still look down upon from her supposed "high horse"; namely, faunus who have the traits of lesser animals such as insects, mice and rabbits, any faunus who befriends a human, and any faunus that has part human somewhere within his or her bloodline.

This in turn would imply that Skyler be equally disgusted by the very reflection she sees in a mirror or the like, which she is. She hates herself for being born female, and she hates herself for being born by a human mother, among other discrepancies. But at that same token, this is what drives Skyler to be the very best fighter that she can be, if only so she can tolerate herself just that little bit more than usual. Skyler tends to cast her judgment in a very 'black-and-white' manner; she'll refuse to acknowledge that there even is a grey area most of the time, and even if she does acknowledge it, she'll most certainly refuse to accept the necessity of one.

While she recognizes that there are benefits to being officially recognized as a Huntress, Skyler's true reason for enrolling into Shade Academy is to see how their training regime stacks up to the one Malachi had given her when she was young. She remembers Mirage Academy's regime being way to easy for her, although she doesn't brag about that fact oddly enough. Skyler doesn't typically like to talk a big game for herself; instead, she prefers to let her actions talk that big game for her. It's difficult to earn Skyler's respect due to how low she views everyone, but baseless cockiness is a surefire way to throw any of such chance to the wind.

_Biography:

Sklyer Gallegos was born and raised by a single father in Malachi Gallegos, a former Huntsman who had now become a wanted due to a very select few... less-than-honest lifestyle choices he'd made, to put things mildly. She never knew who her mother was as a person, and she never cared to learn. Skyler was a quiet and obedient child growing up, but she had to be; Malachi had absolutely zero tolerance for the typical acting up of a child, and even the slightest mistake or misdeed would be met with swift punishment. He never hesitated to inflict violence if he deemed it warranted, and that was what Skyler was scared of most about Malachi. Still, all she could really do about the situation was endure it to the best of her ability, and wait for the slightest chance that she could finally prove her worth to the father figure that continually looked down on her for all this time.

That moment finally came just after her 8th birthday, when Malachi put together a combat training regime specifically to push the young Skyler to her limits. It was an exceptionally brutal regime; more so than any combat school would allow assuming those in charge were in their right mind. But Malachi didn't care about such semantics; all he cared for was his confidence that it would produce satisfactory results. The first test was a simple case of pain tolerance, where Skyler was expected to torture herself with various weapons, and then forge her own to use against herself and test its damage properties. The second test stepped the boundaries a little bit, as Malachi had unveiled several humans that he'd abducted over the years and tasked Skyler with their execution, feeding her false stories of their supposed "great betrayal of Remnant" whereas they were in reality completely innocent people. It was supposed to test her ability to make tough choices in regards to forgiveness, since enemies wouldn't just be limited to the dark creatures of Grimm. For the final test, Skyler would be cast off into the wild, where she'd be vulnerable to all sorts of dangers, and would only pass if she managed to survive the year without any sort of aid from Malachi aside from the occasional sanity check.

No human should've ever had go through what Skyler did, but in the end, she persevered. She proved that she could hold her own if she ever got a fight, regardless of who or what exactly would be there to combat her. Unfortunately, in what seemed to be a cruel twist of fate, it was at this time that law enforcement finally caught up to Malachi. He was tried for all the abductions and even several murders, which prosecutors were successfully able to convict him of. Skyler attended Malachi's trial out of obligation, but there was nothing she could do or say that would ultimately change the verdict. Malachi had been sent to spend the rest of his life in the Vacuo Correctional Facility, which Skyler was advised against visiting due to the heavy presence of Grimm within the vicinity. Skyler was left all alone all this time, but eventually she started to make a name for herself when she attended Mirage Academy, the preliminary combat school that Vacuans typically attended before moving onto Shade Academy, and passed with flying colors.

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Combat Information

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_Weapon:

Lazarus Typhoon:
A savagely powerful weapon that takes the form of a chainsaw, and is primarily used at close range. It's surprisingly heavy, but just light enough that it can still be swung at high speeds. Skyler had forged this weapon back when she was training with Malachi, but wound up deconstructing it in Mirage Academy and reforging it with improvements. The Lazarus Typhoon was designed to inflict scars that would never heal, which fits Skyler's caustic sadism a little too well. While it is primarily used at close range, the Lazarus Typhoon can also launch its blade from the engine block directly at an enemy. When this happens, a metallic orb forms at each end, which allows the blade to be remote controlled and steered from the engine block, and home in on Skyler's enemies. The Lazarus Typhoon's blade can even be made to start cutting whilst separated from the engine block, allowing it to function as a mobile garroting wire during mid-flight, or wrap around enemies like a bola would and tortuously shred them as it binds their limbs together.

_Semblance:

Grimm Radar:
Skyler is able to sense the presence of any Grimm in her vicinity from any direction.

_{Aura Color:}

Sky Blue

_{Points in Favor:}

• Due to all the training she undertook with Malachi back in the day, Skyler's Aura has become very strong, to the point where it now takes only 75% of the damage that another in-training Huntsman's or Huntress's Aura would receive from similar blows. Considering she has no real speed advantage over anyone else, this is a great boon, since it will allow her to tank all the attacks that might be coming her way in order to get up close and personal with her enemies.
• Skyler strives to be the very best person that she can be, so it would make sense that she is also academically sound. She knows much about what there is to learn about Dust, Auras, Semblances and Grimm. She can even achieve highly respectable grades on exams without doing even the slightest amount of studying for them. This is a strong testament to her innate knowledge.
• Finally, she has good survival instincts. Toss her out in the wild, and you'll find that she can keep herself fed and hydrated for the longest of times, relatively speaking, and she'll eventually find her way back to civilization in decent health.

_{Points in Disfavor:}

• With great arrogance comes a great likelihood that she'll disobey direct orders on a whim. Even if the person in charge lays out a plan that she'd ordinarily be happy to agree is a decent strategy, Skyler may still go against it and devise her own way, purely out of jealousy that she didn't think of it first. What makes Skyler somewhat of a hypocrite is that she'll call others out for doing something she wouldn't do herself, even though she may or may not be the one leading the mission.
• Rather than show the slightest bit of appreciation for being pulled out of a bind, Skyler will actually take offense to the gesture, especially if she's adamant that she could've got out of it herself perfectly fine. This is because she sees it as a mockery to her skill, which she doesn't take lightly. She doesn't take critique to the actions she takes lightly either, and can't seem to handle humiliation.
• One last big concern about Skyler as a person is that she couldn't let go of a grudge if her life depended on it. Everything done that would make her want to hate will be burned into her memory forever, and there's nothing that can be done to redeem oneself in her eyes. This is the same problem that Malachi had and, considering the saying that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, there may be concerns that Skyler will follow a similarly dark path. Skyler doesn't care about semantics, however; she just wants to be the best.

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Miscellaneous Information

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_{Main Theme Song:}

RWBY OST: Red Like Roses, Part II

_{Battle Theme Song:}

Parasite Eve II OST: Distorted Evolution

_{Ideal Voice Actresses:}

Lisa Ann Beley (En)/Jun Karasawa (Jp)

_Emblem:

Snek

_{Hex Code:}

#6ECFF6

_Likes:

• Being the top student
• Receiving praise
• Fighting
• Training to become more powerful
• Her own independence

_Dislikes:

• Someone else being the top student
• Receiving critique for the actions she takes
• Humans
• Being humiliated or belittled
• Working with others

_{Relationships:}

• Irina Tsvyk: The only human in Shade Academy that Skyler has even an iota of respect for... although even then, that's purely out of obligation alone. Skyler has read about the Silver-Eyed Warriors of ages past in a book that was housed in Mirage Academy's library, and remembers being amazed by their powers to boot. But now that she's had the chance to see such a Huntress in person, it has only made Skyler all the more envious of Irina's capabilities. In turn, Irina is wary of Skyler's behavior since she reminds her too much of her father Malachi, who she had to deal with back when he led the team they were both in. However, Skyler and Irina have yet to have a major falling out with each other... which is amazing considering the former's attitude. The fact that the Grimm are Skyler's favorite subject to study may have something to do with this, since Shade Academy couldn't have hired a better specialist than Irina.
• (I'll leave the others blank for now, and wait for teams to be assigned.)

Morgana Solomon, Sorceress of Dust and Advocate of Peace

"Love and peace. They're the keys to everything in life!"

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Personal Information

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_Name:

Morgana Solomon

_Age:

16

_Gender:

Female

_Phenotype:

Faunus - Butterfly

_Nationality:

Menagerian

_Appearance:

Morgana has always been rather small for her age, and as of right now, she only stands at 157cm (5' 2"). She's also significantly lighter than she really should be, only weighing in at 37kg (81lbs). Surprisingly enough, she does have quite the attractive figure, with a BWH ratio of 23-13-20 if measured in inches and 58-33-51 if measured in centimeters. Morgana's arms and legs are extremely thin, and her rib cage can barely be visible when one takes a close look at her exposed mid-section, indicating that much of her body is skin and bone. She wears a sundress that ties up from the straps, and the top-most hem is decorated with butterflies all around. It discretely conceals a total of 10 holsters for the vials of Dust that she carries into battle, which can be found at the sides of her stomach area, on both hips, on the front, outward side and back of each thigh and the same again on each calf.

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_Personality:

The Solomons have always been nice, kind and friendly people, and Morgana is certainly no exception. She's always ready to lend a hand to those in need, whether they ask for it or not, and she'll rarely ask for anything in return. Morgana is the type of person that will continue to give until she's got nothing left to give. And even if someone gives her a first impression of insolence, Morgana will immediately forgive them and try another, hopefully more civil interaction. She'll feel disheartened every time she gets pushed away, but she'll remain determined to befriend and try to talk to who she can. This is especially the case if she has reason to be concerned about someone in particular, with what her wanting to aid them in any way she can.

Well... any way that doesn't involve her sabotaging her beliefs, that is. Morgana is very passionate about advocating for love and peace and, although her grades for Mirage Academy prove that she's at least somewhat of a competent combatant, she is a natural pacifist at heart. If the enemy is someone that can hypothetically be reasoned with, that will be the first option that Morgana will take, hands down. She'll even ask that her teammates not attack the enemy straight away; not until she's done everything she can to make a diplomatic solution that everyone can agree with. She'll only attack in self-defense, and even then, it'll still reflect on her conscience.

Some may question whether Morgana's head is filled with flowers. Her usual personality certainly gives off enough of a bubbly, innocent and almost childish vibe to it, and seeing or hearing any act of violence seems to chip away at her mental state ever so slowly. Morgana has never forged a weapon for herself for this very reason, and still refuses to wield one to this day; she won't even use one as a conduit. Morgana will defend her beliefs to the very end, however, and that may yet be what makes her the Huntress she aspires to be.

_Biography:

In an island far away from the Four Kingdoms of Remnant, there lived a community of faunus that lived peacefully, without humans there to bully them or discriminate against them. Morgana Solomon was born and raised in this community, but she had dreams and aspirations of seeing the whole world, which had stuck with her even as a child. Her parents were skeptical about the idea of her going out to any of the Four Kingdoms, since there was much out there that could hurt her and they were a little uneasy talking about all the dangers, concerned that at least one or two of them would completely fly over the young girl's head. Morgana's parents were a little overprotective of their eldest daughter, even though they had six other children to look after as well, but Morgana appreciated the fact that they cared about her nonetheless, and the whole family lived happily while they were together, for the most part.

Shortly after she hit the age of 14, Morgana was finally able to leave Menagerie and explore the world like she always dreamed of. She boarded a cruise ship that was bound for port town in Vacuo, where an aunt would pick her up and take care of her for the time being. The first thing Morgana wanted to do was hit the public library. She picked up an entire assortment on books about Dust, as that subject had drawn her eye specifically. From there, she learned that there were several stores around Vacuo that specialized in supplying Dust to customers, and in one of those stores, the storekeeper was kind enough to let Morgana know there were combat schools that had been designed to train enthusiasts like her how to use Dust safely and effectively. The closest one that someone of her age bracket could legally enroll in was Mirage Academy, so that was where her true quest began.

Despite her best efforts, however, Morgana had a rocky start during the first couple of months of training. She was both physically and academically inept at first, and she had been bullied for her pacifistic nature very early in, although this was resolved the second the staff became aware of it. Morgana had even tried to ask the top student in her class at the time, Skyler Gallegos, for tips on all the subjects she'd been struggling with, only to be blown off by the arrogant snake faunus each and every time. In spite of her inability to comprehend a few things here and there, Morgana persevered through the necessary time of training at Mirage Academy, securing decent grades all-round and an exceptional report for her ability in Dust manipulation. Now she only has one more bump in the road left in the way of her dream to travel the world: Shade Academy, where all the Vacuans aim to train to become quality Huntsmen and Huntresses.

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Combat Information

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_Weapon:

Morgana doesn't wield any type of weaponry in the physical sense, because the idea of possessing a tool that had been designed and manufactured for the purposes of war does not sit well with her in the slightest. However, she does have access to a vast armament of Dust that she can use to defend herself from the creatures of Grimm when her team is on a mission. Morgana's wings are heavily infused with both Hard-Light and Gravity Dust, and she seems to have the greatest affinity with those two types in particular, but she has vials upon vials of all the other types of Dust as well, which she keeps in the holsters that she equips under her dress. Morgana has also Dust Weaved all of the dresses she wears for an even greater supply of Dust for each mission, and although they're all of the same color, she's marked which dress had been weaved with which type of Dust, so that she can choose which one she suspects she'll need most. The vial holsters are also Dust Weaved with each of the 10 different types of Dust that the vials contain but their smaller surface area means she has just a little less Dust from each to work with. Hence all the vials Morgana has on her.

_Semblance:

Brewing Storm of Dust:
In exchange for a key percentage of her Aura, Morgana can severely increase the damage output of her Dust attacks.

_{Aura Color:}

Neon Pink

_{Points in Favor:}

• Although her capabilities in this regard are limited, Morgana can in fact use her wings to fly. Through the aid of their infused Hard-Light Dust, she has enough strength in her wings to go up to 500 meters (1640 feet) in the air. She can also stay airborne for approximately 20 minutes at a time, although it will take a severe toll on her stamina. If she loses all of her stamina mid-flight, Morgana can always invoke the Gravity Dust in her wings in an emergency, which will stop her from taking lethal damage in a great fall.
• While she can't cover any more ground than most people while she still has two feet on the floor (the fact that she runs like a complete girl doesn't help), Morgana proves to have much more speed and agility whilst in flight; more than her enemies are able to give her credit for. This makes her a strong candidate for combating the aerial creatures of Grimm such as Nevermores or Lancers, which maybe more difficult for the other Huntsmen and Huntresses to gun down depending on the accuracy and range of their weapons. Morgana even has a few tricks up her sleeve that allow her to momentarily save her wing strength without sacrificing her speed.
• This generation of Huntsmen and Huntresses certainly has plenty of talented users of Dust, which makes it difficult to pick one out from the pack, but the sheer amount of creativity Morgana brings to the table in this regard is second to none. While she's at most applicable with Hard-Light and Gravity Dust, she's familiarized herself with every single other type of Dust to use against all enemies as she sees fit; even Water Dust, which is known to be difficult to use effectively, and Fire and Lightning Dust which she's not so comfortable attacking with. It just goes to show what she's capable of as a Huntress.

_{Points in Disfavor:}

• Because her Semblance requires the sacrifice of Aura for its activation, Morgana will rarely have enough Aura left to protect herself from any attacks that hit their mark against her. Such attacks will hit her harder than they would anyone else as a result, and any that hit the Dust vials that she has equipped will cause them to explode, dealing even more damage to Morgana. This is exactly why other Dust experts always tell Morgana that it's much safer for her to use a weapon as a Dust conduit, even though she has qualms against the use of weaponry. She did consider putting on the armor she forged at Mirage Academy to use as a conduit instead, but she's neither sure that it will give her satisfactory protection nor confident that she can make it stronger without it slowing her down.
• Incidentally, the longer Morgana has to continue fighting, the more certain that it'll reflect on her conscience. It'll be even worse if the enemies that Morgana is expected to combat aren't the dark creatures of Grimm, as chances are they are instead human beings that may very well be able to see reason, and be approached in a diplomatic manner so that a peaceful resolution can be procured. If there's even the slightest chance that negotiation is an option, Morgana will be quick to pursue that option. After all, the whole reason she trained to become a Huntress was that so she could save lives, not necessarily take them.
• Morgana has made a lot of sacrifices to keep her body light enough to maximize her ability to fly; this includes stomach stapling which, although well intentioned in its design to prevent her from overeating, outright stops her from being able to eat enough for herself from time to time. It wouldn't even be surprising if Morgana were to be defeated in an eating competition by a preschooler! To make matters worse, trying to serve Morgana too large of a portion of food may unnerve her into not touching any of it at all, which is a problem because she needs to keep her strength up for her schooling and especially key missions.

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Miscellaneous Information

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_{Main Theme Song:}

Firework, by Katy Perry

_{Battle Theme Song:}

Valkyria Chronicles OST: Desperate Fight

_{Ideal Voice Actresses:}

Lizzie Freeman (En)/Ayana Taketatsu (Jp)

_Emblem:

Cute Lil' Butterfly

_{Hex Code:}

#F6989D

_Likes:

• Making friends
• Spreading the peace
• Offering her support
• Quality vegetarian dishes

_Dislikes:

• Hostilities and violence
• Fighting
• Being rejected
• Eating meat, junk food or anything fatty or greasy

_{Relationships:}

• Skyler Gallegos: Morgana and Skyler keenly remember each other from their attendance at Mirage Academy, since they were in the same class. They converse with each other on occasion; more so than they ever did back then. But Skyler still won't have a bar of Morgana's attempts to befriend her. Skyler views Morgana's bubbly ideology as a poison of sorts but, while she also considers her weak-minded for choosing to be a pacifist for the most part, she can respect her resolve to try and become a competent Huntress. Morgana evidently tires of Skyler's efforts to push her away every time they meet, but her immense sympathy and worry for the snake faunus is what's keeping her from giving up on her and abandoning her completely. Morgana worries because she knows how far Skyler is willing to go when she beats herself up, having seen the full extent of her self-destructive side first hand.
• (I'll leave the others blank for now, and wait for teams to be assigned.)

Lostman Grafitti

Interactions: Minami Yasuo (@ERode)

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Tsurushi had been wondering how Yasuo knew so much about Hitsu's line of work, but it had evidently caused the young green-haired woman to space out. By the time she thought to say something, Yasuo and the girl he accompanied made preparations to leave.

"Oh! Er... see you," Tsurushi raised a hand in meaning to wave goodbye, only for it to awkwardly remain in place.

She was really bad at saying goodbye to people.

...

With that conversation barely even taking a minute, Tsurushi was once again left with nothing to do for an hour. Her thoughts drifted all over the place, but eventually they united again. She was going to go in, wing some sort of explanation as to why she'd up to her appointed session an hour early, and she was going to get said session over and done with so that she can return home in due time.

Tsurushi entered the run-down office building, hoping to all hell that this wasn't going to be a huge mistake...

My Hero Academia: Chaos Age | Open

Interactions: Mitsuhide Oyoshi (@tobiax)

Sure enough, one of the teachers had managed to spot Lacara, and stopped her before she could try to put her half-baked plan into action. She was surprised to hear that the man was capable of speaking English, but didn't care in the long run. She invested more of her concern to the fact that he was in her way, and talked in a manner that, although probably unintentionally, had still insulted her intelligence nonetheless.

"I'm aware of the 'obstructions', sir." Lacara made her anger known through gritted teeth, "The whole reason I want to go back to the front gate was so I could deal with said 'obstructions'...!"

But still Mitsuhide Oyoshi, the teacher that she was talking to, remained steadfast in impeding her way. Lacara already started to hate this man for having the audacity to try defending those sorry excuses for human beings. It was ironic, really; a program that was supposed to help quirk users with their quirks, and yet there was always some quirkless goon wanting a hand to keep them in line.

"Fine, then. You win this one," defeated, Lacara reluctantly give up on her crusade for now, and walked away.

...

Even as she returned to the other students, Lacara kept her distance from them all, and held a hand over her eyes as she brooded to herself. She barely even paid the slightest attention to the teachers' introductions, with most of what they had to say going straight through one of her ears and out the other. She wasn't in the mood to try and process much of anything right then and there. Sure enough, however, things moved on and it was now time for the students to showcase what exactly they were capable of...

Some of the quirks that were put on display were actually really cool, especially the first two. Others, not so much. But even the less interesting quirks received plenty of praise from one female teacher in particular. This in turn lead Lacara to believe that that specific teacher was easy to impress, which meant there was little to no reason why she should try and pull out of the stops. As it got closer to the middle of the demonstrations, Lacara breathed a sigh that indicated her desire to get this over with, and walked over to the same concrete area that everyone else had been showing off their quirks. She forced the biggest of beaming smiles that she could possibly make, knowing all too well that would be what it'd take to get any type of smile to actually hold.

"Hi, everyone!" she chimed, "My name is Hanzawa Lacara, although you can call me Rakara too if you find it easier; I don't mind. My quirk is something I like to call Volcanic Bod. I can erupt lava from my arms, shoulders, back, neck and even the head area. It's an emotion-based quirk though, and it already just went off of me before I got here, so it'll take a while before I can actually show it off. It typically activates whenever I feel a powerful surge of high-energy emotion... like when I get super excited, for example, or when I freak out over something, or get taken aback... or when I'm pissed off, obviously..."

It was obvious that Lacara had run out of things about her quirk to talk about. She didn't want to take up valuable stage time forever, so she had to steer the topic of discussion. Although what could get her quirk to trigger? Her life in Detroit? No, not much happened back then that would be of interest to everyone. Her feeling about UA? Yatsumi was the one to get excited over the discovery, not Lacara. The protesters outside? ...the protesters outside, perfect! Lacara had been meaning to get that off of her chest, and this was her chance.

"Y'know what grinds my gears?" Lacara asked rhetorically, "Everyone at the front gate that was booing at us for just being us. A part of me didn't want to show up at all today just because I knew this was going to happen. And yet here I am, at the side entrance with everyone else despite wanting to charge through the front gate so I could make a statement."

She could feel the skin on her left shoulder starting to bubble. It wasn't just there either; the underside of her right forearm, both sides of her neck and even her scalp could be seen with that same bubbling. This was the beginning of a huge chain reaction, as Lacara's anger soared straight through the roof of what she originally thought was possible.

Unable to stop her rant any more, she instinctively switched to her native language in English.

"Those assholes think they're so entitled to blocking our path and saying whatever they want, but that's not true at all. They're barely even entitled to the air they fucking breathe, yet they take it anyway. And besides that; who decided that they get to be so pissy anyway? Can't they just shut the hell up and let quirk users live their god-damned lives?! They have absolutely no right to be anywhere near as angry with us as I am with them! All the lies and slander they shit out on a daily basis! IT'S ALL TOO FUCKING SICKENING!!"

...

Spacenaut had leaped into action when he saw the beginnings of an eruption. He placed himself between the spectators and the visor went completely dark. Both armored hands raised out in front of him and produced a vibrant blue light from his palms which quickly expanded into a wide-spanning shield of ionized air. The particles in the shield were excited to such a degree that it knocked away anything that touched it. It was barely enough time to react but he contained the potential danger.

Lacara noticed the force field being formed just at the last second, but by the end of it, she fell to one knee, wheezing and gasping for air as almost her entire body was drenched in lava from all the eruptions that had been set off in between. Tears cascaded down from her eyes, only to sizzle and boil away before they roll any further down than the center of her cheeks. She tried to ignore the pain that had surged from where each eruption occurred, but it was all too much.

Mori-sensei was awestruck, shocked, worried, but mostly excited at the spectacle that had just taken place. Lacara's quirk was raw uncontrolled power and was triggered by emotion. She wanted to express her excitement to work with the student but found herself struggling to do so with her in such an emotional state. The wrong words just might set off another eruption. Maybe it was best to just be gentle with her for now.

"That was a very informative demonstration, Rakara-kun. I can't wait to see more from you," she stated in a false professional tone, she was shaking trying to contain herself. "Thank you."

Lacara simply nodded in acknowledgement. It would take a while to collect herself, but once she did, she stepped off the arena and allowed Spacenaut to cool down the lava that was still on it. But just as she was about to return to the other students, she turned to face Mori-sensei.

"Actually, if you're going to thank anyone, you should thank Spacenaut-sensei for protecting everyone," she told her.

With that, she sat back down and waited for Spacenaut to finish cooling the lava, which he had to do before any more demonstrations could continue.

Shade of Vacuo: Bleeding Hearts

@Etranger@Animal@Bluetommy@Qrow Storm@Naw@SubjectVision@Lumiere@Nyahahameha@Bartimaeus@PrincessVampora@Saltwater Thief@Lemons

GM be slacking here, so here I am picking up the slack <_<

Lostman Grafitti

Interactions: Minami Yasuo (@ERode), Kubo Marina (@OwO)

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"Well, that was the idea..." Tsurushi shyly trailed off, wondering if this was a bad time to approach the man.

...

However, according to him, that was just the way this specific woman was. Whether the alcohol was causing the problem or whether it was supposed to keep her calm, Tsurushi didn't know... and it wasn't her place to ask anyway.

Sure enough, the man, who'd introduced himself as Minami Yasuo, had asked whether Tsurushi lived around here, referring to her as "taser-lady". Well, it was fair given that Yasuo had nothing to go on in terms of a name, but it made Tsurushi feel uncomfortable nonetheless.

"Please don't call me that," Tsurushi shook her head as she said this "My name is Ishiyama Tsurushi. And no, I normally live up in the North, actually. But I heard the shrink here's really good so... yeah, that's the whole reason I've come all the way down. I've got an appointment with her in about an hour. I just hope it helps-..."

She paused mid-sentence, her thoughts trailing off towards Tamiko. Was this really the best thing to do for the girl? Tsurushi didn't know. All she knew was that she had an obligation to do something, even if she had to do multiple do-overs.

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It was safe to say that Hanazawa Lacara was not herself today. Normally she would be a highly excitable individual, but today she was visibly tired; so much so that even getting up off her bed for the day may have very well taken up all the strength she had to give. Her movement was all over the place, involuntarily zigzagging from one side of the footpath to the other, and she had a hand right up to her forehead this whole time, the sun burning its way into her eyes and affecting her vision of what was ahead of her.

This was the first time Lacara had been out of the house since living in Detroit, and the first time she'd seen the outside world of Japan. She wasn't particularly enthused about having to go out; in fact, she was so absolute in her refusal to leave that she pleaded he mother Yatsumi to let her sleep in. But Lacara was immediately reminded that she still had so much to learn, and that Yatsumi was never going to be able to teach her all of it. That was what got her to enroll Lacara into UA in the first place; so that she could learn things in peace, without any of the discrimination that Yatsumi or her father Fedarius would've had to endure for being in a quirkless society.

Well, that was the idea at least, but the illusion shattered the second Lacara stumbled her way up to the front gate. She knew those boos and jeers all to well. It was the sound of a protest that was starting to transform into a riot... if only because of course that was what would inevitably happen. All sorts of memories flooded Lacara's mind. The beatings. The kicks that were inflicted upon her and Yatsumi back then. All the times the both of them were smacked by signs that their attackers wielded.

And the labels. Those accursed, abominable labels!

...

A violent discharge of lava from her back had brought Lacara back to her senses. It also burned a hole in the shirt that made up the top half of her uniform but, as it could be quite handily and affordably replaced, it didn't matter so much. What mattered was that Lacara was pissed. She scanned the crowd ahead of her, eyes immolated with a wild, unadulterated rage.

Three people looked to be wielding megaphones in order to make their voices heard, from what Lacara could see. One was a man in the center of the protesting mob, but there were way too many people that Lacara would have to fight through to get to him, regardless of the angle she could try to attack from. To say such an endeavor would be physically taxing would be a severe understatement, so that would be a hard pass. A woman with a megaphone could be spotted through the cracks of the back of the crowd, but the men that surrounded her looked to be too strong. No dice on her, either. However, Lacara spotted a particularly bold woman right near the front of the crowd. True, she'd have to go right round just to get access to her, but those in front might very well have had most of their energy sapped from combating the riot police and security, and the woman herself was probably someone Lacara could easily overpower if she had to. Perfect.

Her move determined, Lacara took a confident and much more stable stride, through to the same side entrance that everyone else took to get to UA. She stopped to say hi to neither the students that had got there before her nor the members of the staff that were there to greet them. All she cared about was getting back into the front gate, using whatever mixture of bravery and insanity was there to guide her.

It was safe to say that Lacara had enough of this farce...

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"The hell could I not find this place earlier?" Tsurushi rolled her eyes as she muttered this aloud, "Ugh, I really am hopeless..."

There it was; the clinic that she was after, in what to be the third floor of the building that was dead ahead of her. And she found it with an hour to spare. A part of her wanted to just go inside and get the session over with already. The sign did say that drop-in sessions were perfectly acceptable. Tsurushi observed her surroundings, however, wondering if there was an alternate way to make use of that hour.

Over to her left were that bunch of teenagers that had whistled at her and made cat calls towards her and the like. Oddly enough, that reminded Tsurushi of a particularly embarrassing incident where she got a call to see to a couple of horny teenagers... and wound up taking the virginity of one of them. She shuddered and shook her head; she was done with that life, and never wanted to go back there again.

Two more persons caught Tsurushi's eye; they looked to be trying to solve Sudoku puzzles whilst they were drinking. At first, Tsurushi dismissed the weird couple, but then she recognized the male of the two as the guy that was with Tamiko that Friday. That guy had quite the odd choice of friends, that was for sure. In any case, Tsurushi made her approach towards the estranged couple.

"Hey; I just wanted to thank you for looking after Suzukaze-kun the other day. I..." Tsurushi paused and steered away for a moment, before slowly, and awkwardly, returning to make eye contact, "Come to think of it, I never got your name..."